Moth to a Flame

Trentadue| Scream

Trigger Warning: The content of the story may contain triggering and/or sensitive events and occurrences. Sexual violence, sexual abuse, and assault are some topics mentioned within this story. Some readers may find it disturbing and/or not suitable for young audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

THIRD PERSON

Keegan squinted his eyes as he muttered inaudible curses after realizing that someone had knocked him out by hitting his nape. Inikot niya ang paningin niya at kaagad nangunot ang noo niya nang mapansing nasa basement siya ng mansion at nakatali ang magkabilang kamay niya sa kanyang likuran.

Why the hell am I tied up? And then he remembered. Clevan bought him here and demanded that he learn basic hacking. He was the one who knocked him out by hitting him with a steel pipe.

"Young master Clevan!" He tried calling him, but he heard nothing but echoes of his voice in the four corners of the basement.

Sinubukan niyang tumayo at dambahin ang pinto pero kahit anong ingay at kalabog ang gawin niya ay parang walang nakakarinig sa kanya, and that's a given because the basement was built that way.

However, Clevan didn't know one thing. The basement was also renovated, and Diamond was set up to operate it in case of emergencies. "Diamond, activate emergency protocol." Red lights began flickering.

"Voice recognized: Keegan de Luca. Initiating emergency protocol," the AI replied. Napatango-tango siya, mabuti na lang ay naka-register ang boses niya sa system. That way he could command anything.

"Activate the Safety Locator of the Salvatore's." A blue hologram appeared in thin air. There was a detailed map with green dots highlighting their location.

He can see his master in the middle of the sea, probably on the ship on his way to Spain. Leticia was in a mall. Clevan was on a golf course.

Napakurap siya nang may makita siyang isang dot na kulay pula. A red dot signifies that the person is near the enemy's location. Parang binuhusan siya ng malamig na tubig nang makilala kung sino ang nagmamay-ari ng tracker na yun.

"T-the madam. . ." Lumapit siya sa hologram. "Pinpoint the exact location, Diamond." After a few beeping sounds, her exact location was pinned.

"The abandoned Casa Del Piero?" Napamura na lang sa isipan ang binata. Hindi niya alam kung paanong napunta roon si Sachal.

He was in charge of her security. He meticulously assigned every stealth that would follow her everywhere she went, the jets to escort her to her flights in case of emergencies, and a few agents disguised as flight attendants to protect her close by. So what the hell went wrong?

His master will kill him! He would be lucky if he could keep his body intact.

"Identification of circulating news associated with madam's flight number has been detected." Napaangat siya ng tingin sa news article at mga balita ng mga reporters the nakapaskil sa nagsilabasang maliliit na hologram.

"SA Flight 909 from Rome to Somalia Evacuated After Receiving Bomb Threat Before Takeoff," basa niya a isang headline ng balita. He also saw a couple of reporters interviewing the madam's co-pilots. Nagtatanong ang mga ito kung nasaan ang kapitan pero iniiwasan nila itong sagutin.

"Shit!" He cursed when he noticed the time.

It's past six in the evening. He has been unconscious for hours! Mas lalo lang siyang napamura nang maalala si Clevan. Sana ay hindi pawang pagkakataon lang ang nangyari. Sana mali siya ng iniisip.

"Diamond, dial the master's number!" Just like he commanded, Diamond tried contacting him.

"Attempt to establish communication with the master has been unsuccessful. Initiate retry?"